We are Mrs. Goodman's 7th Grade Class in Monroe, North Carolina - USA
This is a view from our window
If only walls could talk ... Image the tales that could be told!!
Mr. Davis - Albemarle, North Carolina - USA
Once upon a time, there was a lonely school wall. "If only I could get the attention of those wonderful kids walking by." The wall was very very sad. Then one day it felt a slight tremor. Maybe it was an earthquake, or maybe it was just a NASCAR race at the Charlotte Motor Speedway. Whatever the cause, the wall realized that by shaking at just the right frequency, it could propagate sound waves that could be heard by human ears. The wall practiced and practiced very hard. Until finally it produced its first sound. It was more of a moo than a word, but a sound none the less. In the picture above you can see the sound waves traveling down the wall and shaking the canopy. Now it was time to wait for the kids. As the students walked by on their way to the gym, the wall let out a low bellow that shook the earth. The students were frightened and did not know what to do. Day after day the myth grew of the haunted courtyard. The wall was perplexed. It could not communicate with the kids. Finally, one sunny Monday afternoon, the wall changed its pitch. What the students heard was a squeak that sounded like, "Pinch Me." Well this couldn't be. The wall had said "Pinch Me?" Why would a wall want a pinch they wondered. It must have said paint they decided. So they painted Graffiti all over the beautiful wall turning it into a very pretty mural of teenage fun. The wall just sighed and decided to be careful what it wished for. (NOTE: I am on a different computer now and I don't see the image ripples I saw on another computer screen so the previous post doesn't make as much sense. Or maybe the wall just isn't talking anymore!) - Mr. Davis
This is a view from our window
If only walls could talk ... Image the tales that could be told!!
Mr. Davis - Albemarle, North Carolina - USA
Once upon a time, there was a lonely school wall. "If only I could get the attention of those wonderful kids walking by." The wall was very very sad. Then one day it felt a slight tremor. Maybe it was an earthquake, or maybe it was just a NASCAR race at the Charlotte Motor Speedway. Whatever the cause, the wall realized that by shaking at just the right frequency, it could propagate sound waves that could be heard by human ears. The wall practiced and practiced very hard. Until finally it produced its first sound. It was more of a moo than a word, but a sound none the less. In the picture above you can see the sound waves traveling down the wall and shaking the canopy. Now it was time to wait for the kids. As the students walked by on their way to the gym, the wall let out a low bellow that shook the earth. The students were frightened and did not know what to do. Day after day the myth grew of the haunted courtyard. The wall was perplexed. It could not communicate with the kids. Finally, one sunny Monday afternoon, the wall changed its pitch. What the students heard was a squeak that sounded like, "Pinch Me." Well this couldn't be. The wall had said "Pinch Me?" Why would a wall want a pinch they wondered. It must have said paint they decided. So they painted Graffiti all over the beautiful wall turning it into a very pretty mural of teenage fun. The wall just sighed and decided to be careful what it wished for. (NOTE: I am on a different computer now and I don't see the image ripples I saw on another computer screen so the previous post doesn't make as much sense. Or maybe the wall just isn't talking anymore!) - Mr. Davis
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